Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 587

Maja just glanced at her phone.

Noticing it was late, she nonchalantly said, “Mr. Raymond, I gotta bounce.*

tan didn’t react, only the sound of his door closing could be heard.

As Maja reached the hotel lobby, a wave of sadness washed over her.

She looked up at the sky, trying to keep the tears from falling.

Then Zoey called.

Zoey would call at least three times a day, reporting on company matters.

But this call wasn’t about the company; it was about the legal team.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, we’ve gotten wind of who’s taken the fall for the Shepard family, It’s Dalia’s son, who’s currently in the slammer. The whole thing’s stirred up a lot of chitchat; even the big shots are paying attention. With solid evidence, things moved quickly, and they’ve taken him away. Dalia is busy scrambling around, hoping to bail her son out. If all goes as expected, he’d be looking at a ten–year sentence.”

It turned out it was someone she knew.

Maja quickly slapped herself in the face, trying to shake off the sadness. She didn’t even notice that lan had followed her out.

He seemed worried about her heading home alone so late.

reached the hotel entrance and saw her on the phone, laughing and chatting, seemingly unaffected by his

our legal team on the case. If Dalia’s son gets a ten–year

this with lan

her clash

of Carlene, it seemed natural that she

determined not to let her have her way. So after she hung up the phone, he said, “I’ll get

cigarette, his eyes red from the smoke and, in part,

his voice, Maja slowly turned around to

held the lit cigarette elegantly, looking at her with indifference.

Shepard family, but I won’t allow it. Not only will I keep the Shepard family’s company from going under, but I’ll

it, and it wouldn’t

at a loss for

was a widely recognized prodigy in the financial world. He was ruthless with his enemies, and no one dared to cross

action himself, but when

him on now was

follow through, all her recent efforts would

a ferocious wolf, and she was nothing more than a moth struggling by

his cigarette, walked over, grabbed her chin, kissed her,

didn’t have a strong nicotine taste but rather a mild one.

felt uncomfortable, her eyes reddening from the smoke.

her go, looking at her with a